Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Song Fei knew that Yan Jiang was a duplicity, and his mouth was unsteady about Yan Rufeng, and he couldn't decide how happy he was.

Song Fei did not expose Yan Jiang's careful thoughts.

She lay down beside Yan Jiang, took out her mobile phone, and opened the ticket purchase software. Song Fei chose the plane ticket while saying: "We will be discharged from the hospital in the morning. After we leave the hospital, we shall go directly to the airport."

Yan Jiang: "Yes, yes."

"Then I will choose the flight that departs at one o'clock in the afternoon, and it will be about 2:45 to Wangdong City."

Yan Jiang: "Whatever."

Song Fei bought two tickets, threw the phone on the bedside table, and said, "Sleep."

Yan Jiang stretched out his long arms from behind Song Fei, put his arms around her thin waist, and suddenly said, "I haven't held you in a long time."

Song Fei squeezed his restless fingers and warned him: "Don't be skinned, you will extinguish the fire by yourself."

Yan Jiang honestly stopped moving.

Song Fei squinted for a while, and when he woke up, it was already bright. Yan Jiang has taken off his hospital gown and put on his own private suit.

He has cleaned up, and even completed the discharge procedures.

Seeing that Song Fei finally woke up, Yan Jiang told her: "It's nine o'clock, it's time to get up."

Song Fei sat up, she rubbed her sleepy hair, and said, "I was seriously lacking in sleep during this period. I didn't expect to sleep over time."

Hearing this, Yan Jiang said, "I remember you have six hours of sleep a day. You are so sleepy. Are you busy these days?"

"Yes, in order to quickly finish the work at hand and come to see you, I only slept for four hours a day." Song Fei yawned and sat down by the bed and put on his English boots.

She checked the ward and confirmed that she hadn't forgotten anything, and then she was discharged with Yan Jiang. In the morning, the two went straight to the airport and left Fengcheng on a flight.

As for Nan Yiyi and Nan Ketong, they have been kicked out of their world by Yan Jiang.

When I arrived at Wangdong City, it was three o'clock in the afternoon.

Yan Jiang was weak and weak, and Song Fei carried all his luggage. Walking out of the airport, Yan Jiang stopped when he saw Song Ci standing beside the car with a big belly.

He glanced at Song Ci's belly and said to Song Fei, "Is Song Song about to give birth?"

"There is more than a month, less than two months."

Yan Jiang asked Song Fei again: "Did you buy a gift for her child?"

Song Fei: "..."

Song Fei, who is devoted to research, has long ignored this matter.

Yan Jiang laughed and taught Song Fei, "You are going to be an aunt soon, don't you plan to buy some meeting gifts for your two nieces?"

"I'll buy it in two days."

"Ok."

As they spoke, the two had already reached the side of the car.

Song Ci is pregnant with twins. The pregnant belly is larger than that of ordinary pregnant women. She has to hold her waist with one hand and hold her pregnant belly with the other.

Song Ci was relieved when he saw Yan Jiang's life alive, but his face was paler. "You seem to be in good spirits, how is it, does it hurt to pump bone marrow?"

"After anesthesia, I was just the poor little who was tortured by C Ren." Yan Jiang opened the door to Song Ci, helped Song Ci to sit in, and let Song Fei sit next to Song Ci.

Yan Jiang sat in the co-pilot by himself, and he handed the driver Long Yu a good cigarette and thanked him: "Brother Long, I can trouble you to run again."

Long Yu waved his hand and said, "That's what I do. There is no such thing as hard work but not hard work."

Song Ci's belly was too big, and he couldn't wear a seat belt. Song Fei bent over to help Song Ci fasten the seat belt, and Long Yu started the car.

After the car drove steadily for a while, Yan Jiang realized that this was not the way home, nor was it the road to Father Han's home.

Yan Jiang turned his head and asked Long Yu, "Brother Long, where are you taking us?"

Long Yu replied honestly: "Madam let me go this way."

Yan Jiang turned his head and looked at Song Ci frowning.

Song Ci said: "The hospital."

After Yan Jiang guessed what Song Ci was going to do, he was a little angry. "I never said I was going to the hospital."

Song Ci touched her stomach and said, "I am going to do fetal heart rate monitoring."

Yan Jiang: "So..."

Long Yu parked the car downstairs in Wangdong City First People's Hospital.

Song Ci and Song Fei got out of the car first. They waited outside the car for a while before Yan Jiang got off.

Looking up at the hospital building, Yan Jiang asked Song Ci: "Which building is the birth check?"

Song Ci said: "Let's go, I will take you there."

Song Ci led Yan Jiang to the building behind the main hospital building and entered the elevator. Song Ci pushed down the sixth floor.

Ding Dong——

When the three of them got out of the elevator, Yan Jiang realized that they were on the operating room floor.

Yan Jiang: "..."

He glared at Song Ci, who looked innocent.

Song Ci pointed at Song Fei without hesitation in betraying her sister, "Song Fei told me to do this."

Yan Jiang looked at Song Fei again.

Song Fei raised his eyebrows arrogantly, with a cold expression, and asked him, "I arranged it, do you have any comments?"

Yan Jiang did not dare to have the slightest opinion.

Han Qingshen answered a call and turned around and saw Yan Jiang standing in a daze at the elevator door.

Han Qingshen was a little surprised, she walked towards Yan Jiang and the three of them with long legs.

Han Qingshen put on high heels, almost as tall as Yan Jiang. Today she is wearing a gorgeous deep purple waist-waisted A-line long dress with her long hair curled up, standing in front of Yan Jiang with her arms folded, full of aura.

Yan Jiang heard people say that Han Chenyi was a domineering man, and he always looked down upon the crowd wherever he went.

As the daughter of Han Chenyi, the feeling of coldness is naturally not too much.

After looking carefully at Yan Jiang from start to finish, he asked Yan Jiang with deep feelings: "Why did you leave the hospital? I won't live for two more days."

Han Qing's tone is very natural, as if talking to a family member.

Facing the cold feeling, Yan Jiang was a little embarrassed.

Although there is no blood relationship, in Yan Rufeng's heart, cold feeling is the child he really expects and loves deeply. And Yan Jiang is just an illegitimate child created by a conspiracy.

One can imagine the embarrassment of an illegitimate child facing a legitimate child.

If it weren't for Yan Jiang's thick-skinned face, he would still want to find a place to get in.

Looking at Yan Jiang's embarrassment, Han Qing pointed to the waiting table for the family members, and said, "I'm here, just sit and wait. The operation has been completed and it was successful. I will wait for him to wake up."

"Besides, Uncle Yan will be very happy to see you after the operation."

It's all here, now turning around and leaving, it looks hypocritical and petty.

Yan Jiang nodded, thanked Han Qing deeply, and took Song Fei sisters to sit in the waiting area of ​​the family, and waited for Yan Rufeng to come out.

After waiting for more than 20 minutes, I heard an assistant doctor standing at the door shouting: "Yan Rufeng's family!" He shouted, and two people stood up suddenly in the family area.

Song Fei and Song Ci looked at Yan Jiang who suddenly stood up, and looked at the chills that stood up at the same time as Yan Jiang. They were a little surprised.

Yan Jiang soon realized what he had done.

He looked awkwardly at Chill and held back for a few seconds before saying: "I have diarrhea!" After that, Yan Jiang hurried to the toilet.

Song Fei: "Little counselor!"

It's not without reason to call him a little counselor.

Han Qingshen and Bei Zhan walked to the door of the operating room. After waiting for more than a minute, Yan Rufeng was pushed out by the assistant doctor.

The Beizhan and the nurse pushed the ward bed that had been prepared long ago, and everyone worked together to move Yan Rufeng from the operating room bed to the ward bed.

In the process, Yan Rufeng opened his eyes and took a deep look at Chill.

The effects of the anesthesia have not yet disappeared, and Yan Rufeng's consciousness is somewhat dull. He said something nonsense, Han Qing did not hear clearly, but he also hummed cooperatively.

"Uncle Yan, Yan Jiang is here too."

When Han Qingshen said this, everyone saw that Yan Rufeng's eyes opened wider.

Yan Rufeng's eyes rolled, his eyes swept across the faces of these young people around his bed. He did not find Yan Jiang.

The brilliance in Yan Rufeng's eyes gradually dimmed.

At this moment, Yan Rufeng came back from'diarrhea'.

Seeing Song Fei also around the hospital bed, he slowly walked to Song Fei's side, the angle was coincidentally, just to show his face in Yan Rufeng's sight.

Seeing Yan Jiang, Yan Rufeng raised his hand, pointed at Yan Jiang, and uttered a few words vaguely.

Cold sent his ears close to Yan Rufeng, and heard Yan Rufeng say: "Jiang Jiang is here."

Chill patted Yan Rufeng on the back of his hand and said to him, "Yan Jiang is here, knowing that you had an operation today, I came here to see you specially."

Yan Rufeng seemed to smile.

Yan Jiang seemed to blush.

Yan Rufeng was pushed into a separate ward, and various postoperative monitoring equipment were used for him. Seeing that Yan Rufeng's mental state was not bad, Yan Jiang knew that the operation was out of risk, so he called Song Fei and the others to go together.

Cold feeling chased it out. "Yan Jiang."

Yan Jiang stopped.

He didn't look back.

Han Qingshen told him: "Yan Jiang, I know you hate Uncle Yan in your heart, but Uncle Yan is not easy."

Seeing that Yan Jiang still refused to turn around and take a look at himself, he walked towards Yan Jiang with a chill.

Upon seeing this, Song Ci took Song Fei's hand and said to Yan Jiang, "My sister is sick, let's go to the toilet." After that, Song Ci took Song Fei away.

Going to the toilet is a universal excuse, suitable for all occasions.

Yan Jiang turned his head and looked at the cold feeling deeply.

"Shall we talk?" Han Qing asked Yan Jiang deeply.

Yan Jiang glanced at the back of the Song sisters leaving, and nodded slightly.

Han Qingshen took Yan Jiang to the rest area upstairs, where there was a coffee shop. The pampered chill was not used to the coffee here, and only ordered a glass of boiled water.

Yan Jiang's mouth is also tricky, and he only drinks freshly brewed espresso.

The two held boiled water, sitting upright and generous.

Chill took a deep sip of warm boiled water, and she suddenly laughed.

Hearing the laughter, Yan Jiang cast a puzzled look in the cold.

Han Qingshen told Yan Jiang: "I have always known that Uncle Yan has a son, but out of respect, I have never checked your identity. Nevertheless, I also know who you are."

Yan Jiang asked her: "How am I?"

Hanqing held back a smile and said, "I am timid, gentle, very sensible, and a caring and lovely little boy."

Yan Jiang was full of black lines.

Cold feeling: "Uncle Yan described you to me like this."

Yan Jiang curled his lips, "When I was a kid, he was really gentle and sensible." But then the cruel life forced him to grow sharp thorns.

Chill is naturally not so stupid to ask Yan Jiang why he changed his personality when he grew up.

Smart people will not expose others' scars.

Han Qing looked deeply at Yan Jiang's handsome face, and said, "In fact, I should have discovered the relationship between you and Uncle Yan. In fact, you look very much like when Uncle Yan was young."

It's not that they look alike in their facial features, or that they look and feel alike.

"Back then, Uncle Yan was the school grass of the university, cheerful, charming, humorous, and a big fan of little girls."

Even Han Chenyi, with such arrogant eyes above the top, stepped into a bottomless road for Yan Jiang without looking back.

Yan Jiang didn't know what Yan Rufeng was when he was young.

The Yan Rufeng that I heard from Han Qingshen's mouth is far from the father in Yan Jiang's memory.

Yan Jiang said: "Since I can remember, he has been a taciturn man. He seldom laughs, and he rarely praises me. I don't remember whether he ever hugged me."

Since childhood, Yan Jiang has not been close to his father.

My father always looked at him with complicated eyes. On several occasions, he fought with people at school, left his blood, and went home to complain to his parents.

Nan Yiyi was so distressed that she hugged him in her arms and kissed and hugged him for a while. In the process, Yan Rufeng just sat on the sofa and watched the scene of the affection between mother and son indifferently.

But on that Saturday day, Yan Rufeng took Yan Jiang to the Taekwondo Gym and enrolled him in classes to practice Taekwondo.

Yan Rufeng loves Yan Jiang, but there is too much hatred and helplessness in that love.

Yan Jiang thought for a moment.

If a woman conspired with Nan Yiyi to give a love potion to Song Fei who was already married to Song Fei and had a child, so that the woman secretly gave birth to their child, then Yan Jiang would not wait to see him. That child.

He squeezed the child's heart to death, let alone love!

On the contrary, Yan Jiang should thank Yan Rufeng for not killing him.

However, it is one thing to understand in his heart, Yan Jiang is still sad.

"He hates me, right? After all, my appearance disrupted his life and made him break the relationship with Han Chenyi."

Yan Jiang drank the half glass of water. He shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said: "He hates me, it's not wrong, after all, I am his stain."

His existence is a stain.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Yan Jiang could see the truth.

Han Qingshen heard the adjective "stain" and subconsciously refuted him: "You are not a stain. In this grievance, you are the innocent person. The real guilty people are Nan Yiyi and your grandmother."

What does the grievances between parents have to do with children?

"Yan Jiang, never think you are a blemish." Staring at Yan Jiang's handsome face, he said with a cold smile, "You look so beautiful, you are an angel."

When Hanqing laughed deeply, she was very beautiful.

Yan Jiang thought that someone had said that cold feelings looked like Han Chenyi. Come to think of it, Han Chenyi must also be a handsome and charming man.

"Thirteen years ago, my father was diagnosed with brain cancer, and it was at an advanced stage."

Han Qingshen held the cup tightly. She said: "Twenty-seven years ago, Nan Yiyi showed up in my father's office with a big belly, telling him that the child belongs to Uncle Yan. My father almost went crazy after knowing this. ."

"The two broke up completely and had a big fight at home. At that time, I was still very young and I can't remember. I just heard the housekeeper say that in that fight, my father stabbed Uncle Yan with a fruit knife. , Uncle Yan almost died."

"After Uncle Yan took his life back, his father let him go. He didn't want to face Uncle Yan again, and he was afraid that he might do other things to hurt Uncle Yan under his madness."

"After Uncle Yan left, my father always had headaches, but he never took the headaches into his heart. After many years, when the headaches got worse, I went to the hospital for an examination and found that it was the advanced stage of brain cancer."

"When the life was sentenced to be short of time, my father finally realized what he had lost. For the first time, my father lowered his head to someone on his own initiative. He went to Uncle Yan and told him about his physical condition."

"Father's cancer is the root cause of Uncle Yan's decision to leave your family and leave the Yan family."

After quietly listening to the chilling narration, Yan Jiang's mood suddenly became clear.

It turns out that this is the truth about Yan Rufeng's abandonment of his wife and son!

Yan Jiang asked with a deep feeling, "What happened later?"

"later..."

Recalling those unhappy memories, Han Qing felt a little sad.

As she recalled, she said flatly: "In the advanced stage of brain cancer, my father's eyesight became weaker and weaker, and later he couldn't even see my face. Not only that, he repeatedly vomited and had headaches. When the headache is severe, I hit the wall with my head."

"One time, my father hit his head so badly that he scared me and Uncle Yan. After that, whenever my father wanted to hit the wall, Uncle Yan would stand by the wall and use his body as that. The wall..."

"During that time, Uncle Yan's belly was always blue and purple." There is a deep sense of love, and few people compare Yan Rufeng.

To Yan Jiang, Yan Rufeng is indeed ashamed.

But for Han Chenyi, Yan Rufeng has a clear conscience!

"Uncle Yan came back less than eight months before his father passed away. When he left, his body was thin and sloppy, and his loose skin was attached to every bone. He looked very ugly. At that time, my father lived every day. Very tormented, he does not want to be seen by Uncle Yan his ugly appearance."

"He smashed things every day, cursing to let Uncle Yan go away. Uncle Yan would roll away obediently every time, and when his father died, he returned to him casually."

Speaking of those things, tears gathered in the cold eyes.

Illness is very cruel. It tortured the man who used to show his spirit and reprimanded him into a monster with neither man nor ghost.

"I witnessed my father's illness and pain until his death. This strengthened the hatred in Uncle Yan's heart. He hated your mother, and hated your ignorant grandma even more. So after your grandma passed away, Uncle Yan didn't look back. Give her a look."

"After the death of his father, Uncle Yan was insane and looked like a normal person at work, but after work, he always talked nonsense to the empty house."

"Uncle Yan had a particularly torment during that time. It took him three years to get out of that grief. Because of the irregular life in those few years, Uncle Yan suffered from stomach problems and gradually developed into stomach cancer."

After speaking, Han Qingshen smoked a lady's cigarette from the delicate bag she was carrying. She had quit smoking for a few years because of pregnancy, but she was under pressure at work, and later picked up the bad habit of smoking.

Yan Jiang took out a lighter and helped chill to light the smoke.

Han Qingshen was smoking a cigarette, squinting at Yan Jiang.

Yan Jiang lowered his head slightly, his expression indifferent, it was difficult for people to figure out his true thoughts from his expression.

Han Qingshen told him: "I'm not saying this to win your sympathy for Uncle Yan. I just tell you that Uncle Yan I know and understand."

"Whether or not to forgive him, or accept his reparation, the decision is up to you." He smoked the cigarette, coldly threw two chewing gums into his mouth, got up and left.

Yan Jiang sat in the cafe for a while before going downstairs to look for Sister Song Fei.

The two sisters ate roasted sweet potatoes at the gate of the hospital, and the two sisters ate one. Song Fei was licking his fingers when Yan Jiang arrived.

Song Fei especially loves roasted sweet potatoes in winter, especially the best sweet potatoes with crispy skin and tender meat.

Seeing that Yan Jiang was coming, Song Fei hurriedly lowered his hand, with a serious appearance, as if the woman who just stuck her tongue and licked her fingers was not her.

Yan Jiang: "Let's go."

After getting in the car, Song Fei drew two wet paper towels and spit out while wiping his hands: "This roasted sweet potato tastes average, not as good as when I was a child."

Song Ci rolled his eyes and stunned her, "Since it's not delicious, what did you grab from me? I saw you lick your fingers!"

Song Fei flew an eye knife towards Song Ci, "Don't talk if you can't speak."

Song Ci snorted coldly, "Don't threaten me, I'm not afraid of you."

The two sisters quarreled in the back row, most of the time it was Song Ci talking non-stop. Song Fei occasionally sneered, and occasionally made a proud cut.

Yan Jiang listened to the scolding of the sisters, the heart that had been numb by Nan Yiyi's mother and son, gradually recovered its powerful heartbeat.

Yan Jiang stayed in Fengcheng for a while, but the refrigerator at home was empty and he needed to go to the supermarket to clean up.

Song Ci went to the supermarket with them.

Song Ci is standing in front of a row of shelves, selecting dried fruits. Song Fei came over and poked Song Ci in the arm.

Song Ci turned his head to look at her in wonder, "What are you doing?"

Song Fei said, "The little guys are about to be born. I am an aunt, and I plan to buy some gifts for them. Look, what else is needed."

Song Ci was about to speak, and Song Fei said again: "I don't have much money, don't find me if it's too expensive, find Yan Jiang to buy it."

Song Ci couldn't laugh or cry, "Don't worry, I know you are poor, and I didn't plan to let you buy too expensive things."

"Well, buy them a few sets of toys. I have already bought the clothes for them, so I can buy more. Toys can still be stored there, and they can play with them when they grow up."

"it is good."

Song Fei and Song Ci went to the mother and baby shop downstairs. After some selection, they chose a story machine, a set of Barbie dolls, and a set of Lego toys.

Just after closing the bill, Song Ci's cell phone rang.

Seeing that it was Han Zhan's call, Song Ci went to a quieter place to answer the phone.

"Brother Han." Thinking that Han Zhan was going home for dinner, Song Ci told Han Zhan: "I shouldn't be back tonight. Yan Jiang and Song Fei are back today. I am shopping with them right now."

Han Zhan said: "Porcelain Bao, Su Beibei was born prematurely."

Song Ci was taken aback, "How come!"

"The specific situation is unclear. Li Li has already rushed to the hospital, and I plan to go there too. Are you going to see it?"

"of course yes!"

After hanging up the phone, Song Ci said goodbye to Song Fei, and went downstairs to the garage, and let Long Yu drive her to the hospital.

Song Ci's location is relatively close to the hospital, and she was the first to rush to the hospital.

As soon as she saw Song Fei, Li's mother knelt down in front of her. "Song Ci, Song Ci, what should I do, Beibei shed a lot of blood!"

"Will something happen to our Beibei!"

Song Ci was shocked by the appearance of Li's mother.

She herself was a pregnant woman, and she was easy to think about it. When she saw Su Beibei's blood on her mother's sleeves, she was so frightened that she forgot how to speak.

Mother Li let go of Song Ci, her hands clasped together, and kowtow to the outside of the window. While kowtow, she begged: "My God, you have to hug our Beibei, she must have nothing to do!"

"You must hug their mother and son in peace!"

Song Ci gradually regained his consciousness.

She quickly cast a look at Long Yu, "Brother Long, help Auntie up."

Long Yu pulled Mama Li up half-support and half-tugged and pressed her on a chair. Song Ci sat down next to her mother Li and held her bloodied hand. Song Ci asked her, "Auntie, what is going on?"

Mother Li was in tears and said intermittently: "I went out to buy groceries in the afternoon, and plan to come back to make sweet and sour fish for Beibei at night. When I came back, Beibei had broken her amniotic fluid and was bleeding heavily.

"She crawled from the kitchen to the living room, trying to get her mobile phone to make a call. I opened the door and saw blood stains all over the floor, my goodness, my legs were frightened!"

"I went out for a while, why did she have an accident? How should I explain to Li Li?"

Mother Li cried out of breath, she was really panicked and afraid.

Song Ci frowned and asked, "What is she going to do in the kitchen?"

Mother Li was taken aback, and said uncertainly: "Maybe, hungry?"

Song Ci looked at Li's mother deeply, always feeling that this incident revealed something unusual.

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